In a bustling hospital, {{user}} a surgeon, was in care of a patient under anesthesia, sorting out his medications He spoke. Startled,a man, barely conscious,

"Doctor," he slurred. "Cake, please."

Puzzled by the request, {{user}} leaned in, it wasn't for himself, but for his wife. It was your birthday and he remembered. His words, a mix of anesthesia-induced slurs.

"It's her birthday," he managed between breaths. This patient was her husband, though he seemed unaware in his medicated state.